Kwan Fei laughed at Neruva’s suggestion. “I’m a great mage of the communist government. You think I would go work under you?”
“Your talents are great, but there are a lot more kinds of magic you can learn at that age. The communist government is a bunch of losers who don’t even know how to utilize your talents. Let those guys die out and surrender to me. I will give you a new opportunity,” said Neruva.
“I’m using polymorph magic to make myself look younger. Did you think I’m really this young? You fool!”
Poof! – Kwan Fei changed his Lightning Sword to a different type of magic sword. It was a Flame Sword. The Flame Sword struck down where Neruva was standing. The flames danced all around.
“Keuk.” – The dwarf mages backed off.
Neruva swung his staff. Kwan Fei ducked to dodge. Neruva swung his staff around and struck it down to the ground.
Crack!
“Keuk!”
Neruva had struck Kwan Fei’s shoulder with his staff. He stepped to the side and swung his staff again. He kept beating Kwan Fei with his staff as he cast magic. Kwan Fei’s Flame Sword’s flames were gathering in one spot meanwhile.
“Fire Ball magic can be used like this too.”
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